"Chongrin, put it down."

"Impossible, Yu Chen, you know that there is a flower called 'Crack', it is the best painkiller, but also the most poisonous poison, the antidote to pain is the poison that penetrates into the bones, and it is entangled with each other. When it hurts, I want to drink the poison that penetrates into the bones, but I know that it is poison, but I still can't quit. ”

Sima Yuchen was secretly silent, he knew what Bei Chongrin was talking about, it was a feeling that everyone was running away from but could not avoid.

"Sect Master, there has been turmoil in the Demon Sect recently, you already know about it."

Ran Thirteen walked in from the entrance of the main hall and bowed.

"I know that the Demon Envoy has rebelled, created new sects, and is harassing various Jianghu sects. I remember that we had already discussed countermeasures about this matter. ”

"The subordinates know that it's just the Demon Clan's Bei Family, and your father Bei Yuan, as the elder of the Demon Sect, was personally judged by the rebellious Demon Envoy. Now that the dragons of the Demon North Clan have no leader, can you help? ”

"I have nothing to do with the Demon North Clan."

"Door Master."

Sima Yuchen wanted to say something, but the man in front of him beckoned, and he had no choice but to retreat.

"Yu Chen, I have arrangements for this matter, you don't have to worry about me."

Bei Chongrin temporarily settled the entire demon clan Bei family in the Moying Gate, but he never went to see them, Sima Yuchen understood that this man did not take in the family that abandoned him thousands of years ago because of his flesh and blood affection, but because of his commitment to that woman to protect the world.

"Master, are you really not going to see your mother?"

"No need, when you left me a thousand years ago, you probably never dreamed that you would be sheltered by me in the end."

"However, Sect Master, the overall situation is important, if the Demon Sect is destroyed, the power that supports us will also disappear, we should prepare early."

"What you say is reasonable, if you have time, you can go and see my mother for me."

"Yes."

(Mortal)

"Pavilion Master, Pavilion Master, there is an invitation to you."

Yan Sui poked her head out of the door, holding a familiar invitation in her hand.

"Where did you come from?"

Yan Sui unfolded the snow-white thin silk, and then rubbed her eyes in disbelief, as if she had seen something she had never seen before.

"Immortal Palace? It's the Immortal Palace! The pavilion master is the immortal hall that shares the world equally with the Moying Gate. ”

Yan Sui happily ran over with a thin silk, but found that the pavilion master hadn't even raised his head.

"Immortal Palace? I have nothing to do with the Immortal Palace, how can there be an invitation to the Immortal Palace? ”

"Shall I help you see?"

"Hmm."

Liuyan didn't put down the patrol schedule in his hand, just waiting for Yan Sui's answer.

"The young master of the Immortal Palace, Qian Yu's marriage, feasted guests from all over the world."

Yan Sui excitedly took the invitation, and that appearance made Liuyan couldn't help laughing.

"Oh my God, Pavilion Master, do you know Young Master Qianyu? The fairy hall is gloomy, the only beautiful man, it's a pity, now he is going to get married. Pavilion master, you actually know him, Yan Sui really wants to see him, pavilion master, take me, take me. ”

"What else does the letter say?"

Liuyan looked at the woman in front of him so happy that he jumped up, and he repeatedly recalled the appearance of Qianyu, why didn't he think it was so good-looking?

"The letter also said that after getting married, the young master of Qianyu will be the master of the Immortal Palace."

"That's it? Then I won't go, I have no friendship with Qian Yu. ”

"But, Pavilion Master, the bride's name is so hard to recognize, this word is...... What is Mo ....... Mo? ”

Liu Yan just wanted to laugh at Yan Sui for not studying well, but suddenly reacted, among the people he knew, the surname Mo was the only woman he was loyal to, and he quickly snatched the invitation card in Yan Sui's hand, and the word 'Mo Fang' was lying behind the bride's name.

"Pavilion Master, what's wrong with you?"

"Looks like we have to go."

"Is this Mo Fang a very important person for the pavilion master?"

Liuyan turned his head and looked at Yan Sui's face full of questions, no wonder that Yan Sui had not yet come to the world when Mo Fang fell thousands of years ago, and it was understandable that he didn't know.